The not!boy feels unloved ( in regards to his blog readership).
So I figured, since I have a whole 10 or 11 people reading my blog, I'd advertise. If you want intelligent and pithy reviews of movies, books, and music, head on over to
Alex's Blog. If you're more interested in my brand of blahing on about my art projects, soccer, and boys...stay here. ; )
Anyway. Am still working on my flowers. Did another three tonight, after I left Amira's thang. I left early...I was tired, and not really interested in staying. I dunno...I love everyone, but I wasn't in the mood tonight.
I think the weirdest thing about being home is how quiet I am. I think it's because I am so intimidated at St. Johns. First, there was the whole seminar thing. I'm talkative and confident in math and greek, and sometimes in lab, but I dunno...something about seminar made me shut up real quick. I've gotten better, but it's still a lot of work to say something. And then, we started hanging out with that group of sophmore boys. (this is a combination of my fault (munters) and alyssa's (erikk) and the general amusingness of sophmore!boys) And so I have been quiet...because older people intimidate me, and because I feel like an idiot most of the time. And so I got home, and I guess I'm in the habit of not talking very much. Oh well. I'll just pretend it's by choice that I don't ever talk anymore (except to my girls, you know who you are), and really, I'm working on my listening skillz.
